Tao Yu instinctively looked at Yue Lin, finding he was still staring at her, seemingly for a long time. She opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing.
Yue Ze walked over coldly, embracing her with one arm, glanced back at the approaching car, and said flatly: “Take Yue Lin’s car.”
Though Yue Lin’s car was also damaged, the tires were fine, so it was relatively better. An An’s father immediately checked and, finding minimal damage, turned around: “Boss, Fatty, let’s go!”
“Okay!” Fatty laughed and ran over, quickly jumping into the passenger seat.
Yue Ze dragged Tao Yu’s shoulder forward. Though she didn’t look back, she could feel Yue Lin’s gaze never leaving her. As she was led to the car and the door was opened, she bit her lip and said with a heavy heart: “I’ll just say goodbye to him.”
“What is there to say?” Yue Ze looked at her coldly.
Tao Yu was pierced by his gaze, ultimately pushing him away and running towards Yue Lin while shouting: “I’ll just say two sentences. Wait for me!”
She ran to Yue Lin’s front, seeing his bloodless lips made her eyes well up. After holding back, she forced a smile: “Young Master, I’m leaving. Take care of yourself. We still have a long time ahead, and we’ll meet again someday.
Am I not good to you?” Yue Lin asked weakly, his eyes dry yet giving the impression he was about to cry at any moment.
Tao Yu pinched her palm, steadying her breath before trembling, “Very good. Young Master treats me exceptionally well.”
“If I’m so good, why are you leaving?” Yue Lin pressed.
Tao Yu lowered her eyes. “I’m sorry, Young Master.”
“You’re still calling me Young Master when you’re about to leave?” Yue Lin gave a miserable laugh.
Tao Yu’s lips moved, and Yue Ze’s voice sounded again: “They’re catching up. Aren’t you going to leave?”
Tao Yu’s fingertips twitched. When she looked up again, she was much calmer. She reached out and grabbed Yue Lin’s hand, letting go before he could react, then turned and ran toward Yue Ze.
